It’s Been A Month

It’s been a month today.
It’s been a month
I find it difficult to turn on the light,
a month I spend my nights
looking up at the sky
hoping you’ll make me a sign,
a month since I entered some kind of fake world,
where all the petals keep on falling,
where all the flowers are dead,
a month
and I don’t know anything anymore.
It’s been a month.